Destiel -- One Shots

When I Was Your Man Pt. 5

Dean woke up the next morning feeling excited, he can't wait to tell Castiel. I hope he'll be okay with everything. He washed his face and Sam woke up.

'You're early.' Sam said squinting.

'Yeah, I said we're leaving early today. C'mon, we gotta hit the road.' He said while packing his things.

'What about breakfast?' Still not moving from his side of the bed.

'We'll stop by a diner on the way. Let's go.' Sam finally moved and washed his face. He still took his time even though Dean seemed like in a hurry. He fixed his things and started putting bags inside the trunk.

'I'll drive. We have to get breakfast first.' Sam said, asking for the keys.

'Sure.' Dean threw the keys that Sam caught in one hand.

'He called you yet?' Sam asked.

'No, it's seven in the morning. He doesn't get off until 8. I left him a voice message, that diner at the next stop will do. They have pancakes.' Dean smiled.

'Stop doing that.' Sam looked away.

'Doing what?' He pulled his eyebrows together.

'You know, excited and everything. Don't act like everything's okay.'

'Is everything okay?' Still looked confused.

'No. Okay, fine. Are you okay with me driving the car?' Sam glanced at him.

'Yeah, of course. Why wouldn't I be okay with you driving the car?' He raised his eyebrows.

'Fine, whatever. Be like that. You do know you're suspicious when you're acting like this, right?'

'I do?' Sam shook his head and stopped by for breakfast. They both ordered some pancakes and bought a take out.

'Just a few more hours and we'll be there.' Dean said.

'Here you go, you drive.' Sam tossed the keys and Dean put on some music. Friggin Kansas is on the radio. After a few minutes, he felt his phone vibrate.

''Hello?'' Dean said.

''Hi, it's me. How are you?'' Cass said, Dean felt his smile.

''Hey, beautiful. On our way home, I can't wait to see you.' He smiled.

''I can't wait to see you too. Everything went well at work?"

"Yeah. Hey, I wanna talk to you about something when I get home, okay?"

"Uh-oh. Why don't I like the sound of that?"

"Don't worry. It's nothing bad, okay?"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm very sure."

"Okay, I'll see you in a bit then."

"I'll see you later." He hung up and tighten his grip on the wheel.

'What was that all about?' Sam asked, he didn't look at Dean.

'I thought about what you said and you had me thinking.'

'You actually listened to me?' He turned to him wide eyed.

'Of course. Why not?' Sam still looked confused.

'Okay, Dean. Based on my observations, you know, the texts, the calls and everything. I think you're rushing him. I know you like him a lot but take some time to know him a little bit more.' Dean pulled his eyebrows together.

'What are you talking about? I know him.'

'No. What I'm saying is, know the real him. Who knows maybe he's a demon hunter too, or a shapeshifter or a----' Dean cut him short.